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Shalon was polite at least, so Bobby didn't mind her that much. He nodded when she said it was a pleasure to meet him, then stood and trotted a little closer to her before sitting down and returning the the same position. The next thing she said, made Bobby's eyes lighten, and he thought for a second how crazy it was that she seemed to read his thoughts. He was very glad she'd figured him out though, it would make their relationship a lot less frustrating to him. She said he was basically an adult and asked how old he was.

Five months! I'll be six in... some days. He said, proud of that coming accomplishment, whenever that was. How old are you? Forty? Bobby asked, highkey teasing her but lowkey serious. He didn't really know how long wolves lived, and for all he knew, his own mom's were billions of years old.